The Bottle

Poem that is a metaphor for how depression feels.

Smiles, Smiles?
Change the mind of the passerby,
Thinking they forgot what they saw in my eyes.


Laugh, Laugh?
To progect the image,
and tightening the cap,


Happiness, Happiness?
why don't you stay?
do i subcontiously push you away?


Child, Child?
the once-opon-a-time inside,
draining all the ink from the drawing in mind,


Smile, Smile?
Laugh, Laugh?
Happiness, Happiness?
the postive left to drown and die.